’ She stopped again and made a face at the delay. ‘It’s like this,’ she began. ‘I get to have your first one. Girls don’t get many chances...at this. Most guys are more experienced by the time we get to them. And as we get older the chances get fewer and farther between.’ ‘I never thought about it that way.’ Ashley ignored him. ‘When we’re done, I’ll have it—you’re first lay. And you’ll never have sex with another girl without comparing her to me.’ ‘And, believe me,’ she added as if to reassure. . Holy shit! That's not a tent ... that's a castle." She considered for a quick second. "Piper's?" Yup." Big tent."Cynthia Piper was justly proud, "Pete is known for throwing great gatherings. I remember one ... it rained all three days ... not a drizzle ... downpour. The whole gathering was moved into that tent ... even the tipi's had room." Pete?" asked Mina.Peter," confessed Cindy."Oh, shit ... Peter Piper? What better name for a farmer who grows peppers ... does he pickle them too?" Mina. “How do you like that Nancy you slut” he yelled as he entered me balls deep in my arse. While not as big as my wife’s strap-on it takes several minutes before my muscles accept the intrusion. I moaned and he realised that I was now enjoying his actions. “Yes tell me how you like it bitch” he yells. “Oh I love it Fred darling. Fuck me harder” I scream and I was not faking. It was wonderful. Then he yelled again as he filled my anal canal with a load of sperm.I had lost sight of Susan and Sandy. "Hello there" He shouted. "Don't stop on my account" I realised i had taken my hand off my cock and was staring at the floor, i raised my hand and started stroking myself again while he walked over to me. He was now standing right in front of me and was rubbing an obvious bulge in his trousers. "Don't mind if i join in?" He asked. All i could do was shrug and carry on. He proceeded to pull out what must have been easily 9 inches long and fairly thick cock and started casually touching.